I think in terms of status updates now…
Tracy is getting in touch with her inner psycho
Tracy has satiated her voyeuristic tendencies
Tracy is impervious to reason
Tracy must have thought she was a pirate and put a patch over her third eye
Tracy is going to the gym to lift weights and help Beth shop around for her “manicorn”
Tracy has a secret fantasy to be a lounge singer
Tracy is not using her diffuse awareness.
Tracy is hoping she’s one of those inexplicably resilient women who flourish without any apparent source of sustenance
Tracy is contemplating her dual reality
Tracy digs guys who Shoplift the Pooty
Tracy just made Spaghetti Os for her boys
Tracy really likes her president
Tracy is about to enjoy a weekend of sweet fuck all (SFA)
Tracy needs to shower and shave her legs.
Tracy is opposed to the rebooty.
Tracy has “faulty prefrontal control over her limbic urges”
Tracy writes status updates during commericals
Tracy, arguably, has no life
Tracy just ate a banana
Tracy has jumped off a tall building to her death.